A BALANCED LITERARY GARDEN

book on shelf    I wandered into Hastings the other day for music.  The doctor said I needed to relax and get more sleep.  Music is a great tranquilizer for me so I headed to the CDs.  But along the way, I HAD to see if my book was still on the shelf.  It was – on the bottom shelf at the back of the store in the science fiction area.  Writing a book and selling a book are two different things and my beautiful book was hidden by all the others there on the bottom shelf.  Did it have a chance with all the other wonderful books out there? I had to keep trying to bring it to the forefront if it was to flourish.

This evening I walked out back where the weeds were crowding out the plants that I had worked so hard to develop.  The unusual amount of rain that Enid has received the last few months has turned my backyard into a jungle.  Plants were growing faster than they could be contained.  I got down on my knees with the shears and pulled the thick Bermuda grass away from the plant and trimmed it back so I could find the beautiful flowers I had worked so hard to grow.  Close to the ground I found thick roots just waiting to be freed.  Hardy flowers that only stood out if they were freed and brought to the forefront.

I can’t take the shears to the other books, nor would I want to.  The world is full of fabulous books and authors.  It is a virtual garden of literature just waiting to be read, or tended, by the reader/gardener.  While close to the ground I realized that sometimes the best view is down on your knees.

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About peggylchambers

Peggy Chambers calls Enid, Oklahoma home. She has been writing for several years and is an award winning, three-time published author, always working on another. She spends her days, nights, and weekends making up stories. She attended Phillips University, the University of Central Oklahoma and is a graduate of the University of Oklahoma. She is a member of the Enid Writers’ Club, and Oklahoma Writers’ Federation, Inc. There is always another story weaving itself around in her brain trying to come out. There aren’t enough hours in the day!
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